Under Sun Wukong's efforts, the black energy that invaded his body was ultimately completely enveloped and refined by the Great Saint Primordial Force.
As this black energy was refined, Sun Wukong felt the control over his body gradually returning to him.
The sensation of heat and cold intertwined finally disappeared.
"Phew!"
Sun Wukong awoke, opened his eyes, and breathed heavily.
"Wukong, you're okay now!"
Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and he jumped over, grabbing Sun Wukong's shoulders and shaking him.
"If you shake any more, I will really be in trouble..."
Sun Wukong was speechless, having just woken up, couldn't Shen Lang be a bit more gentle?
"The black energy inside has disappeared, it seems there's truly no harm."
The Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor walked over, glanced around Sun Wukong's body, and nodded with relief.
After pausing for a moment, he curiously asked, "Speaking of which, Wukong, what exactly happened to you? How did you get poisoned?"
"Poisoned?"
